Thinking in clichés
As she jaywalks city streets she never
Drove through anyway
‘Cause the lights never turned green for her
Drinking galaxies
Through the straw of her peripheral she
Passes through the flume
Where a million other particles
Collide
Collide
The sparks have burnt the runners in
Her eyes
Her eyes
Are deeper than the drainage pipes
She rides
She rides
On not-so-magic carpets through
This life
Her life
An ordinary starlet who
Has never found an orbit
But refuses to burn out
Derelict parades
Of the ships she never anchored drift like
Ribbons in her braids
And cascade across her shoulder blades
Quiet escapades
Slither in beneath the burden of her
Unrequited days
‘Till the memories unbuckle and
Collide
Collide
The sparks have burnt the runners in
Her eyes
Her eyes
Are deeper than the drainage pipes
She rides
She rides
On not-so-magic carpets through
This life
Her life
An ordinary starlet who
Has never found an orbit
But refuses to burn out
vampireweather 
Derelict parades Of the ships she never anchored drift like Ribbons in her braids
And cascade across her shoulder blades . Such words such visions !!
Well thank you, willow! You seem to be a comment trend setter! Someone needs to make a blogger award for the best comments 🙂
Glad you enjoyed it!
Wow, VW – you did it again! I agree with willowdot – “such words such visions”!!!
Thank you, Betty! Your poems are all so talented that I am impressed when you like one of mine 🙂
I also agree with willowdot, this is just beyond awesome 🙂
Beyond awesome??? Is that possible? Wow. I’m very grateful for the grand encouragement!
Ordinary and yet extraordinary, sometimes when one has not excelled, a feeling of disappointment sets in but in the bigger picture that is life itself the flavour of one’s existence is much more appreciated than at first sight and a life that was thought to have been lacklustre was instead a truly worthwhile and meaningful reality…
A lovely piece of poetry Vampire Weather, and I thank you for offering a high calibre poem with so many thought provoking realities… She was never ordinary in my way of thinking, but this is how poetry offers such a great variety of ideas 🙂
Androgoth
I agree. I wanted to pose the competing ideas of being a starlet and being ordinary. I believe that in a certain sense none of us are ordinary, and yet we are relatively equal. So I do not necessarily look down on the homeless man who begs or look up to the rich superstar. They are each valuable. Certainly people deserve recognition for their achievements but much of what makes people a “star” is public opinion. I wanted to depict this person as an ordinary citizen who is unique and amazing, but that it wasn’t necessarily obvious to the rest of the world. Thank you for your thoughts my friend!
Mmm… Lovely!
Aw thank you, Muse :Dq
Another awesome writing. You will always be on the top of your followers list because the writing is awesome, never dull, and you add a slightly different creative style in every poem. Very deep as we are not only pulled into the thoughts, but the thoughts become our own in some way!
That is so kind of you to say. Thank you for taking time to follow, read, and share your thoughts. It is always very encouraging 🙂
Excellent composition — very musical and dynamic!
I usually hear my poems as songs in my head. It’s probably best they stay in my head though 😉
“An ordinary starlet who
Has never found an orbit
But refuses to burn out”
Once again I’m baffled by your way with words. Great job!
I will take that as a compliment 😉
Thank you very much! I am always glad to see you here
Another wonderful and emotional write, VW! 🙂
I seem to have no trouble being emotional 🙂
Thank you!
Oh, VW, I didn’t mean it that way…you just write where I can feel what you’re feeling, very real, love it~
Oh, I took it as a compliment. I just mean that I feel like being emotional is one of my specialties. Sometimes poetry is the only place I can afford to show it, so I’m sure my work tends to be emotional. Which I am thankful for. Thank you for the kind words!
Okay, good, and you’re very welcome! 🙂
What a flow of emotions that could be sung.Another wonderful thought provoking post.As always,thank you for sharing.
Thank you for taking time to read and comment! I appreciate the encouragement!
I love the way where it flows …. I always admire u’re way of writing with such intensity that makes me feel all the emotions inside of it…. thank you for sharing this…
Thank you! I’m glad you feel what I try to put into it 🙂
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